Our layover in Kolkata is still happening. It’s a 10 hour layover. The time has passed by fairly quickly. Derek and Chip became stars playing drums and viola, respectively. There was a group of about 6 of us jamming for a while, and we attracted a whole slew of spectators. Look for us on YouTube because I’m sure there were some people videoing.
Anyways, the layover has been bearable. For breakfast, we had the best chai that I’ve ever tasted, along with samosa and a big bottle of purified water. All for 80 rupees! And yes, mom, I’ve been taking my malaria medicine. Just took one an hour ago. I really, really love Indian food.
We only have three hours left until our plane takes off. It’s about to be real. I mean, it’s real, but it’s about to happen. We’re about to meet our first ministry contact. It’s exciting. His name is Doug. He is the boss man at India Christian Ministry. If you want to check them out on the web, the website is indiachristianministry.com.
This blog is kind of all over the place. It’s 11:01 am here, which makes it 1:30 am back home. Jetlag hasn’t hit me yet, or maybe it has.
Random shout outs:
Emily: I love you and miss you SO much! I hope that your last week of marines boot camp isn’t too rough. You are amazing and I know that you are loving it so much! I really enjoyed getting your letter. I am so proud of you. I wish I could give you a huge, giant, squeeze the bajeebers out of you hug!!
Amanda, Ashley, and Brittany: thank you for encouraging me to bring my long sleeve north face shirt. It has been freezing on the airplanes and the long sleeve shirt was a great idea.
Mom, I’m sending a package home to you. I sent it to your name, but it’s all stuff that I decided last minute that I didn’t need. Also, I want to do a google+ hangout soon. I was going to get on today to see if you were on, but I think it would be better if we try to organize a time. If I get up early, it should be around dinner time. Are you ever home and on your computer at that time?
Future world racers: PACK LIGHT! So far, I haven’t had to carry my bags very much, but it is such a drag when I have to. I’ve dropped a lot of clothes already; don’t bring too much. I can already tell it’s going to be so much less expensive here. I’ll update you more as I can. There has to be a secret to this packing thing. My squad leaders only have small bags. What is their secret?
Well, the drum is still beating, which means the music is still rolling. And my heart is yearning to sing!
